Meet Me In Paradise (Vikings Oneshots/Imagines)

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Hello everyone! Welcome to my new book! Just as a small heads up, these first few chapters are going to be heavily edited versions of the chapters from my old book Strange (Floki one shots)

But i don't just do Floki anymore (lol) i will write one shots/imagines about any character from Viking's you'd like, of course, i will do Lemons too ;) so, enjoy!

This one has a slight Lemon.

This first one was requested by Teteminne, and it's going to be better this time (I hope)

The battle ended out of the exhaustion of both sides, neither side won, but both assumed the winning title, Ragnar, King Horik and Jarl Borg consulted different arrangements about the land they were fighting over. (Y/n) is an experienced fighter, she lasted through the battle with luck. And protection from her friends Ragnar and Floki, she was one of the few who weren't seriously injured from the battle, (Y/N) walked through the small camp looking for her lover, but he was nowhere to be found, men looked at her as she walked and mumbled amongst themselves, probably about her lovers fate. She looked over the blood stained ground, her breath hitched as she studied a lanky body in front her. It was moving very slowly. And was bloody, and the arm looked broken. The body looked very painful. As (y/n) stepped closer, her fears came true

"F-Floki?" She weakly spoke, tears threatening to escape her (e/c) eyes

"Yes love?" He turned his head. He looked as if he could die any second.

"What happened to you!? Who did this?!" (Y/n) rushed to his side, studying his face

"Rollo" Floki answered with a weak yet nonchalant voice. (y/n) narrowed her eyes. And held Floki's hand tightly.

"Please tell me you'll be fine" she begged, it had gone some time without hearing shaky breathing or his voice, she leaned down close to him, searching for a sign of life.

"No, no... no" (y/n) cried into his chest, she sobbed and cursed the gods for taking him, then she felt a hand drop on her head, she looked up and saw that Floki was still alive, his eyes were barely open and his breathing slowed more, but he was alive (y/n) looked at him with tears in her eyes

"Please don't leave me Floki!" (y/n) growled with a hint of begging in her voice, she held his hand to her lips and cried softly.

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"Not that you'd care brother, but your niece Gyda is dead" Ragnar spoke softly to Rollo, then began to prepare to leave for home, Floki was in and out of consciousness at this point. But was awake enough to spit his blood at Rollo, both (Y/N) and Floki were Bitter towards him. But for different reasons.

All through the voyage home (Y/N) stayed glued to his side.

"He will be alright." Ragnar sat next to her, and wrapped one arm around her shoulder

"He better be" (Y/N) sniffled, then looked up at Ragnar, more tears threatening to fall.

"(Y/N)? Are you crying?! I've never seen you cry!" Ragnar gasped chuckling softly.

"Of course im crying! We were all so close! and now one of us is dying because of a Rollo!" she looked down at Floki, he was breathing very slowly, his breath sounded weak and raspy, as the blood filled his lungs.

"If the gods wanted Floki dead, he would have never made it back onto this boat" Ragnar sighed, then stood. He ordered the men to begin rowing slowly into the docks, the townsfolk hurried around cheering, but their cheering quieted as they noticed men lifting Floki's body off the boat (Y/n) insisted on helping them lift, but Ragnar pulled her away and let the men carry Floki ashore. Helga stood on the docks pushing through the crowd, praying to the gods that it wasn't Floki. But when she arrived, her heart dropped.